PROLOGUE
Once, people believed that there exists something of a rare ability. Something of the impossible.
It was said to be protecting the people of the Murquis, parading its ability; to fend all enemies away.
For centuries, the royalties of Murquis had the responsibility of its upbringing. It was raised to give a peaceful sanctuary.
But they have lost their path; for the said miracle was now being used to conquer more lands. To deliver fear in anyone who dares to go against their wishes.
Only a few had actually survived the encounter. And those that did had walked away with a fatal wound; scarring them for life. Branded—as remnants of a fallen village.
Many have tried to overthrow it. For slaying it down would mean honor never bestowed on anyone.
But none have yet to succeed.
To its enemies, it ran rampant.
To the lands they conquered, it created fear.
And to the ‘heart of the sea’, it imposed death.
It was known as ‘the heart of the Holocaust’.
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